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Besides[/i],' she looked down at her still mostly flat belly '[i]I'll get all fat, and round, and heavy[/i]'.\n\nHer fingers drifted.\n\n[i]'They'd stretch me out, make me so tired, and housebound.'[/i]\n\nLower, ever lower.\n\n[i]'I'd end up with massive tits, leaking milk.'[/i]\n\nHer sheath was hot, her balls, even hotter.\n\n[i]'The cub would suck on them, drink it up.'[/i]\n\nSlick soaked her thighs, eased her digits, as they dug, in...\n\n\"Oh, fuck, I can't be, getting turned on, thinking about, being, pregnant~.\"\n\nBut she was, there was no denying that growing heat, that clenching in her gut, the haze masking her reason in a heady rush of lust. Her pawing grew from exploration, to vigorous fingering.\n\nGroaning, buttocks falling onto the toilet, she frantically played with herself, overcome with filthy images of her body transformed by maternity, bent double as unseen figures fucked her, used her.\n\nOne hand was buried knuckle deep now, simulating some flaring monster abusing a hole that soon would be compressed by a bulging womb. The other feverishly gripped her own flopping horse flesh, jerking rapidly in desperation, seeking her favoured stimulation.\n\n\"Come on, come on, get hard,\" Julia begged her own prick, imagining a woman beneath her, receiving her girthy, throbbing, turgid cock, but it faded as quick as she conjured it, twisting as she dug deeper into her own womanhood, wrist dripping now in feminine gunk. The lady in her mind became a mare, faded to blue, short, and oh-so familiar.\n\nThe more she worked her reluctant length, the more it seemed to diminish in her fingers, retreating away like a turtle into its shell, no matter how much she pleaded with it. She needed more, her soppy gash was not enough, she needed something else to set her off, and in her desperate fumblings, she found it. A gasp ripped through her, turquoise eyes wide, as a finger scrapped, and then slipped, into the slit of her flared head. Before reason could grip her, she had grasped the proof of her own fertility, the pink plastic stick that prophesied fecundity, and slammed its narrow handle into her urethral opening, splitting it like a rigid dildo in a miniature quim.\n\n\"Oh, fuck~,\" the two words cried out again, but this time with an accompanying splattering, as her flaccid cock became a vehicle for a tidal wave from her quivering balls. Jerking, spasming pleasure, tore through her, her inner flesh clutched, her dangling orbs squeezed, and an eruption of white shot the pregnancy test out like a rocket, painting the wall, the floor, and her own face in its force.\n\nGasping, panting, Julia slipped from toilet seat onto sticky tiles, a mess in so many ways, and not caring in the least, save the bliss it brought.\n\n\"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna be a mother.\"\n\n***\n\n\"Momma, hungie.\"\n\n\"Just a, mmm~ minute, Luci,\" Juli moaned, trying to address her precocious daughter, a task made all the harder by the pair of hard rubber shlongs currently glued to her chair, and the bullet vibrator resting just inside her never-firm cock.\n\nShe tried her best, she swore, to be a good single mother, to dote on her little Luciana as a proper parent. The pup took almost entirely after her father somehow, same fur, same species, same eyes. Except for the hermaphroditical, equine, evidence, lower down. The troublesome two-year-old plagued her constantly with problems, as if Julia didn't have enough of her own.\n\nThat's what the seat was for. Her \"[i]Office Chair[/i]\" with its modifications to control her needs. From the moment the cub had left her, an overwhelming lust had burrowed deep into her skin. Medical tests, psych evaluations, even a meeting with a supposed witch woman, had all told her there was nothing wrong outside her mind. She was simply a rampant nymphomaniac.\n\nShe couldn't accept that, even as she bounced on the two false phalli, each plundering a separate hole. She needed to look out for her daughter, to be a good mother, to-\n\nThe doorbell rang, at last. Between her unforgiving lust, and the need to earn a living as a writing academic, she had no time to cook for herself. Even if her now uncontainable bosom insisted on being a milky fountain, requiring draining twice daily, a mother and toddler could not subsist on milk alone.\n\nWith a terrible '[i]Shlorp[/i]', and a grieving moan at the sudden emptiness, Julia staggered free from her work-place. She shook like an addict the moment the stimulation was taken, dragging herself towards the front door by will alone. The urge to throw herself on a male, any male, had grown almost uncontrollable ever since her darling little girl had entered the world. Every moment, every second, some coiled snake about her brain, whispered the pleasures she'd had, could have more of, if she simply welcomed more daughters into the world, gave into the throbbing imperative, to find a mate, to bend over, to welcome them inside, to take their-.\n\nJulia opened the front door, and despite her instructions for there to be no contact, before her eyes was a young, fit, and surely virile male, their expression hopeful for a tip.\n\n[i]'Oh, I'll give him a little something.'[/i]\n\nJulia was hungry, she didn't give him a chance to say no.\n\n***\n\n\"Oh fuck yes, give it to me. Give it, to, me!\"\n\nShe hollered, tossing her mane as both her bed, and her partner, groaned in protest. Wild eyed, the pregnant mare had the cat crushed beneath her bulk, her thighs on either side, as his spined prick competed with the tangle of bullet vibes jammed even deeper in her voracious cunny. Wet gushes of her arousal pooled on the water-resistant sheets, as with every slap of meat to meat, her diminished dick coughed up another pearly glob. It was her second ride of the night, the random hook-up having had no idea what he'd let himself in for when he accepted her shy invitation to go back to her place.\n\nJulia's hands were in his short, ginger, fur, grabbing his cheeks as her tongue invaded his mouth. There was nothing gentle in the way she rode him, her hips bucking, her insides churning. Only the most bestial of sex could make the curling viper in her mind stop its incessant teasing, its pestering. It had gotten quieter after she submitted to her third pregnancy, but now, even with her womb already full, it struck again, and again, every night for the past month. The tomcat was just one more notch on her bedpost, she'd exhaust him before long, and have to hunt down another man to keep her urges in check.\n\n\"Breed me, breed me, fucking breed me stud!\" she screamed, not caring who else would hear, so long as her burning need was sated.\n\nYowling as he went, her \"[i]Lover[/i]\" was as lost in sex as Julia by that point, his sharp claws gouging lines in her immaculate hide, which would be gone by morning.\n\n\"You're already, knocked up, you stupid, slut!\"\n\nHe was on the cusp, a moment more and-\n\n\"Muuum!\" a shrill cry came with a knock on the door, \"Rixxie's woken up, I think she needs feeding!\"\n\n\"J-just a minute, sweetie! Mummy's busy!\" Julia pleaded, unable to tear her vision from the man between her legs. She could see it building, in the way his eyes rolled, his mouth opened, his breath gasped. He was so close, just a little more and she'd be satisfied, just a few thrusts and she'd have her relief.\n\nThe patter of paws could be heard from the corridor, as an evil glint took her mate's eye.\n\n\"You're such, a shitty mother, ain't ya? Riding dick, when your pups need ya.\"\n\nThe cruel words had Julia whimpering, not just with shame, but enjoyment. \"I-I'm not, I'm not a bad, mmm~ mum. I just, just...\"\n\n\"Just like cock more!\" the cat cackled, and Julia hated herself for loving the abuse, and how true it was. Her belly quivered, her pussy clenched, and the man groaned. \"Oh yeah, oh, f-fuck, you're, ahh~. Here it, comes, bitch!\"\n\nThe moment his comparatively meagre load kissed her boiling flesh, a transformative shiver washed over Julia. Her quaking ended in one last, mighty, clench. Her balls made a final tide across her partner's chest, and the pounding in her head subsided to just a dull ache. Relief, blissful freedom from the need, brought her precious seconds of tranquillity and stillness. The serpent was finally resting.\n\nA five-minute shower saw the man out the door without so much as a goodbye, leaving the dripping woman to stare at the devastation of her bedroom. From the wreck of a bed, to the veritable sea of sex toys littering the floor, all Julia felt was a growing remorse for what her life had become. She had to be better, for herself, and for her daughters.\n\n\"Shit!\" suddenly remembering Luciana's interruption, the rotund blue mare tore through the house in search of them both, skidding to a halt at the kitchen door. Stopped in her tracks, Julia was on the receiving end of a pouting, reproving, glare.\n\n\"There was a bottle of milk left in the fridge,\" Luciana told her mother, crossly, her baby sister in her arms, slowly falling back to sleep, \"and your \"[i]Friend[/i]\" is gone. I think he took something when he left, if you care.\"\n\nJulia had a moment to wonder who was the adult in the room, being dressed down by her five-year-old child. The look, and the guilt, quenched any fire she might have had for a retort, leading her to just walk over and take the burbling bundle of tired fox kit from her big sister's arms.\n\n\"Thank you, sweetie. I promise, I'll... I'll be quieter next time,\" she'd tried to say it wouldn't happen again, but both of them knew that would be a lie. \"Why don't you make yourself a snack, and head back to bed, I'll take care of Rixxie.\"\n\nLuciana nodded, tight-lipped, and went to raid the cupboards for anything still edible, while Julia took a seat and brought the sleepy muzzle of her second child up to a heavy breast, just in case she was still hungry.\n\n'[i]That's a lie[/i],' her inner voice scolded her, as her eyes drifted back to her eldest, '[i]you just want someone to suck it, you're a hopeless addict, a sick woman, a whore that needs a dick in her at all times[/i].'\n\nBiting her lip, shaking her head, she did her best to ignore the truth in her thoughts. She would be a good mother, she swore, she would look after her girls, she would...\n\nHer gaze traced Luciana's back, following the natural grace her long body was growing into, the slow hint of curves beginning, her tail wagging as she rummaged for a treat, her bulge visible in her pyjamas. She'd grow to be so big, so thick, so-\n\nLuciana turned around as she heard a sudden choked sob from her mother, just in time to see her fleeing the room, a wet stain left on the chair.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Julia took a sharp breath, held it, and opened her eyes.

Two lines.

She moaned.

Two months had come and gone since her little “Encounter” at the society dinner, and the changes with it had grown too much to ignore. She'd started to put on the kilos, a little rounder about the rump, fuller in the chest, and oddly heavier down below. Her need for sex had abated, somewhat, though it was still far higher than before the expedition. All of which had her naked in her bathroom, staring at the proof of her carelessness.

'Oh, fuck,' she ran a hand through her hair, 'what am I going to do about this? I can't have a kid with me, going on expeditions. Besides,' she looked down at her still mostly flat belly 'I'll get all fat, and round, and heavy'.

Her fingers drifted.

'They'd stretch me out, make me so tired, and housebound.'

Lower, ever lower.

'I'd end up with massive tits, leaking milk.'

Her sheath was hot, her balls, even hotter.

'The cub would suck on them, drink it up.'

Slick soaked her thighs, eased her digits, as they dug, in...

"Oh, fuck, I can't be, getting turned on, thinking about, being, pregnant~."

But she was, there was no denying that growing heat, that clenching in her gut, the haze masking her reason in a heady rush of lust. Her pawing grew from exploration, to vigorous fingering.

Groaning, buttocks falling onto the toilet, she frantically played with herself, overcome with filthy images of her body transformed by maternity, bent double as unseen figures fucked her, used her.

One hand was buried knuckle deep now, simulating some flaring monster abusing a hole that soon would be compressed by a bulging womb. The other feverishly gripped her own flopping horse flesh, jerking rapidly in desperation, seeking her favoured stimulation.

"Come on, come on, get hard," Julia begged her own prick, imagining a woman beneath her, receiving her girthy, throbbing, turgid cock, but it faded as quick as she conjured it, twisting as she dug deeper into her own womanhood, wrist dripping now in feminine gunk. The lady in her mind became a mare, faded to blue, short, and oh-so familiar.

The more she worked her reluctant length, the more it seemed to diminish in her fingers, retreating away like a turtle into its shell, no matter how much she pleaded with it. She needed more, her soppy gash was not enough, she needed something else to set her off, and in her desperate fumblings, she found it. A gasp ripped through her, turquoise eyes wide, as a finger scrapped, and then slipped, into the slit of her flared head. Before reason could grip her, she had grasped the proof of her own fertility, the pink plastic stick that prophesied fecundity, and slammed its narrow handle into her urethral opening, splitting it like a rigid dildo in a miniature quim.

"Oh, fuck~," the two words cried out again, but this time with an accompanying splattering, as her flaccid cock became a vehicle for a tidal wave from her quivering balls. Jerking, spasming pleasure, tore through her, her inner flesh clutched, her dangling orbs squeezed, and an eruption of white shot the pregnancy test out like a rocket, painting the wall, the floor, and her own face in its force.

Gasping, panting, Julia slipped from toilet seat onto sticky tiles, a mess in so many ways, and not caring in the least, save the bliss it brought.

"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna be a mother."

***

"Momma, hungie."

"Just a, mmm~ minute, Luci," Juli moaned, trying to address her precocious daughter, a task made all the harder by the pair of hard rubber shlongs currently glued to her chair, and the bullet vibrator resting just inside her never-firm cock.

She tried her best, she swore, to be a good single mother, to dote on her little Luciana as a proper parent. The pup took almost entirely after her father somehow, same fur, same species, same eyes. Except for the hermaphroditical, equine, evidence, lower down. The troublesome two-year-old plagued her constantly with problems, as if Julia didn't have enough of her own.

That's what the seat was for. Her "Office Chair" with its modifications to control her needs. From the moment the cub had left her, an overwhelming lust had burrowed deep into her skin. Medical tests, psych evaluations, even a meeting with a supposed witch woman, had all told her there was nothing wrong outside her mind. She was simply a rampant nymphomaniac.

She couldn't accept that, even as she bounced on the two false phalli, each plundering a separate hole. She needed to look out for her daughter, to be a good mother, to-

The doorbell rang, at last. Between her unforgiving lust, and the need to earn a living as a writing academic, she had no time to cook for herself. Even if her now uncontainable bosom insisted on being a milky fountain, requiring draining twice daily, a mother and toddler could not subsist on milk alone.

With a terrible 'Shlorp', and a grieving moan at the sudden emptiness, Julia staggered free from her work-place. She shook like an addict the moment the stimulation was taken, dragging herself towards the front door by will alone. The urge to throw herself on a male, any male, had grown almost uncontrollable ever since her darling little girl had entered the world. Every moment, every second, some coiled snake about her brain, whispered the pleasures she'd had, could have more of, if she simply welcomed more daughters into the world, gave into the throbbing imperative, to find a mate, to bend over, to welcome them inside, to take their-.

Julia opened the front door, and despite her instructions for there to be no contact, before her eyes was a young, fit, and surely virile male, their expression hopeful for a tip.

'Oh, I'll give him a little something.'

Julia was hungry, she didn't give him a chance to say no.

***

"Oh fuck yes, give it to me. Give it, to, me!"

She hollered, tossing her mane as both her bed, and her partner, groaned in protest. Wild eyed, the pregnant mare had the cat crushed beneath her bulk, her thighs on either side, as his spined prick competed with the tangle of bullet vibes jammed even deeper in her voracious cunny. Wet gushes of her arousal pooled on the water-resistant sheets, as with every slap of meat to meat, her diminished dick coughed up another pearly glob. It was her second ride of the night, the random hook-up having had no idea what he'd let himself in for when he accepted her shy invitation to go back to her place.

Julia's hands were in his short, ginger, fur, grabbing his cheeks as her tongue invaded his mouth. There was nothing gentle in the way she rode him, her hips bucking, her insides churning. Only the most bestial of sex could make the curling viper in her mind stop its incessant teasing, its pestering. It had gotten quieter after she submitted to her third pregnancy, but now, even with her womb already full, it struck again, and again, every night for the past month. The tomcat was just one more notch on her bedpost, she'd exhaust him before long, and have to hunt down another man to keep her urges in check.

"Breed me, breed me, fucking breed me stud!" she screamed, not caring who else would hear, so long as her burning need was sated.

Yowling as he went, her "Lover" was as lost in sex as Julia by that point, his sharp claws gouging lines in her immaculate hide, which would be gone by morning.

"You're already, knocked up, you stupid, slut!"

He was on the cusp, a moment more and-

"Muuum!" a shrill cry came with a knock on the door, "Rixxie's woken up, I think she needs feeding!"

"J-just a minute, sweetie! Mummy's busy!" Julia pleaded, unable to tear her vision from the man between her legs. She could see it building, in the way his eyes rolled, his mouth opened, his breath gasped. He was so close, just a little more and she'd be satisfied, just a few thrusts and she'd have her relief.

The patter of paws could be heard from the corridor, as an evil glint took her mate's eye.

"You're such, a shitty mother, ain't ya? Riding dick, when your pups need ya."

The cruel words had Julia whimpering, not just with shame, but enjoyment. "I-I'm not, I'm not a bad, mmm~ mum. I just, just..."

"Just like cock more!" the cat cackled, and Julia hated herself for loving the abuse, and how true it was. Her belly quivered, her pussy clenched, and the man groaned. "Oh yeah, oh, f-fuck, you're, ahh~. Here it, comes, bitch!"

The moment his comparatively meagre load kissed her boiling flesh, a transformative shiver washed over Julia. Her quaking ended in one last, mighty, clench. Her balls made a final tide across her partner's chest, and the pounding in her head subsided to just a dull ache. Relief, blissful freedom from the need, brought her precious seconds of tranquillity and stillness. The serpent was finally resting.

A five-minute shower saw the man out the door without so much as a goodbye, leaving the dripping woman to stare at the devastation of her bedroom. From the wreck of a bed, to the veritable sea of sex toys littering the floor, all Julia felt was a growing remorse for what her life had become. She had to be better, for herself, and for her daughters.

"Shit!" suddenly remembering Luciana's interruption, the rotund blue mare tore through the house in search of them both, skidding to a halt at the kitchen door. Stopped in her tracks, Julia was on the receiving end of a pouting, reproving, glare.

"There was a bottle of milk left in the fridge," Luciana told her mother, crossly, her baby sister in her arms, slowly falling back to sleep, "and your "Friend" is gone. I think he took something when he left, if you care."

Julia had a moment to wonder who was the adult in the room, being dressed down by her five-year-old child. The look, and the guilt, quenched any fire she might have had for a retort, leading her to just walk over and take the burbling bundle of tired fox kit from her big sister's arms.

"Thank you, sweetie. I promise, I'll... I'll be quieter next time," she'd tried to say it wouldn't happen again, but both of them knew that would be a lie. "Why don't you make yourself a snack, and head back to bed, I'll take care of Rixxie."

Luciana nodded, tight-lipped, and went to raid the cupboards for anything still edible, while Julia took a seat and brought the sleepy muzzle of her second child up to a heavy breast, just in case she was still hungry.

'That's a lie,' her inner voice scolded her, as her eyes drifted back to her eldest, 'you just want someone to suck it, you're a hopeless addict, a sick woman, a whore that needs a dick in her at all times.'

Biting her lip, shaking her head, she did her best to ignore the truth in her thoughts. She would be a good mother, she swore, she would look after her girls, she would...

Her gaze traced Luciana's back, following the natural grace her long body was growing into, the slow hint of curves beginning, her tail wagging as she rummaged for a treat, her bulge visible in her pyjamas. She'd grow to be so big, so thick, so-

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